Chapter 37. Nephew? It's a small world.
Kent promised his slave a beautiful day filled with treats and that's what he gives the boi. Just like old times, uncle and nephew, but of course, things are now a lot more complicated because so much more has become part of their lives together. They start with breakfast at their favorite diner, one that they used to eat a frequently in the past. It's been quite a while since they were ever there. This is the first time there as Master and slave.
Their favorite waitress, Rosalee, greets them and makes sure they're seated in her section. "Anthony! Barry! Haven't seen you two in ages! Where have you been?"
"We've just been very busy, Rosalee," explains Anthony. Meanwhile aaron feels weird being called Barry again and Anthony picks up on it right away. "You know something, Rosalee, the kid here has decided for some reason to go by his middle name—aaron. Been doing it for a few months now."
"Really? Aaron is a real nice name, honey. I'll try to remember to call you that from now on. What prompted the change?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, I've preferred it for a long time now, but I had no choice but to use Barry in high school because that's what all my records said. But now I'm out of high school so I can do what I want. I like Aaron a lot more." Anthony winks at him.
aaron is feeling a bit of culture shock. "Order for me please, Sir?" he asks Anthony.
Anthony smiles at him. "ah, I can see what's happening. You're accustomed to your new role, haven't you, boy?"
"More than I realized, Sir. It just makes more sense to me now. Maybe because I always wanted things to be the way they were when I was a little boy and you always picked out my food for me, or at least gave me a couple choices."
"And now you've willingly surrendered the right to make your own choices about most things, is that it, boy?"
"I think so, Sir. Need to surrender all my rights, Sir. Need to be nothing without you, Sir."
"Do you know what I think, aaron?" "what, Sir?"
"I think being locked in that cell last night did you a lot of good."
"Could be, Sir. It got me thinking a lot about how happy I've been lately and how good it felt to know that you could just lock me away when you didn't feel like having me around. I was able to completely let go when I was in that cell. Let go of all the stuff about me that I didn't like much. It just feels right, being nothing but your slave. Your naked slave, only existing to give you pleasure."
"I see. Tell me more about what you felt in that cell."
"I guess I felt that my only purpose in life is to serve you now, and that if you didn't need me you could just lock me away like some object you got tired of. All I could think of was that you'd keep doing it to me, that it wasn't the last time I'd be locked up there. And that was your right, Sir. Use me then put me away. Give me away like you did last night. You didn't even want me for your own pleasure so you just let someone else be my Master for a while. Tony. Shit—shucks, Sir, that was so embarrassing me being his classmate once but now I'm just a slave already and he can take control of me and use me the way he wants."
"And then when you threw me over your shoulder and brought me back into the house, Sir, that was awesome. Made me feel like a little kid again and you are so strong and you take care of me. And I know you can have anything you want of me, Master."
Rosalee comes by with coffees. "You guys know what you want?"
"Yes," says Anthony. "We'll both have the same: the lumberjack breakfast. Scrambled. Blueberry pancakes for me, ordinary ones for the boy."
Rosalee chuckes. "sorry, Anthony, it just tickled me that you still refer to Bar—sorry, aaron as a boy. He's becoming a man now."
"Sure he is, but he'll always be a boy in my eyes. Always my boi. Especially since his Dad passed on. Now I kind of own the boy for myself," Anthony says with a twinkle in his eye. aaron wants to melt into the seat and fall onto the floor and lick Anthony's boots.
As soon as she walks away, aaron looks at his uncle and giggles a bit. "Yeah. Now for sure you own me. Lock, stock and barrel."
"Speaking of owning a boy, you missed seeing what happened to your little buddy aleff while you were locked up. Patrick gave his slave the most severe whipping it had ever received while others stood around to watch. I told him that he should find out about having the boy work for a porn studio if he's gonna get thrashed that way again. Make some money off the boy's ass. I bet its whole backside is black and blue today. I was thinking of going over to take a look at the kid, make sure he's okay."
"If you want, Sir, maybe I could do something to help my brother slave feel a little better."
"Let me give him a call." Anthony takes his phone and makes the call.
"Patrick? It's Kent. Just calling to see how you guys are doing after that wild scene last night."
"Oh, hi there! Thanks for calling. Slave's ass is black and blue almost all over. I was afraid he'd really be angry at me this morning, but it seems like the beating did the boy a lot of good. Helped resolve any doubts in its mind that I could be a real Master. Until last night, it had some doubts that I was just playing a role to keep the kid out of trouble. But last night a lot of trouble landed right on its faggot ass and it finally realized that it has a real Master. Good for him and good for me as well. Never realized I would be capable of doing what I did last night. So anyway, what are you guys doing today?"
"Relaxing, mostly. I promised the boi an easy day today after everything that happened. We're having brunch at a diner right now. I figured I'd call to see if you needed any help taking care of aleff after what happened yesterday."
"I appreciate that. Hey, if you're not doing anything special, you're more than welcome to drop by. Maybe you can let your slave comfort mine a bit. Or maybe, we'll put the bois to work."
Anthony looks at aaron and decides it would be fun to get the two slaves together again. "Sure thing, Patrick. Give me the address and we'll be by after we're done eating. Say about 30-40 minutes?"
"That works. See you soon."
Rosalie brings their food. She asks Anthony if he's been to that men's club everyone is talking about. "The one you guys like to wear leather when you go there," she adds. "My brother went there last night and said he had an awesome time. I was kind of surprised, because he's kinda twinky, you know, so I thought maybe the crowd there would be too rough for him. But he's an adult now—22—so I can't interfere. I think the name is incredible' or impossible"'or something like that."
"I think you mean the `Inferno?"
"Oh yeah! that's the name. Like some kind of hellhole. Spooks me. I hope he'll stop going before he gets hurt."
"Rosalie, the Inferno is probably the safest possible place he could go to. Most of the guys who go there really know what they're doing, there's an unspoken safety code and if anything ever gets out of hand there someone always steps in. I'm telling you, sweetie, he's better of there than anywhere else. Funny thing is that we were there tonight ourselves, and yes, it was a good time."
aaron shakes his head in agreement. "Memorable for me. I ended up having a very interesting evening there."
Rosalie looks surprised. "You let your nephew going to a place like that? Damn, Anthony, last I remember you used to be taking the kid to the zoo or an amusement park, not a club named the Inferno! How things have changed!"
"He's over 18 now, Rosalie. Not really a kid anymore although I still like to call him `boi'. Besides I would never let him go there without me and whenever we're there I will have my eye on him all the time. If I had to, I'd just lock the brat up in a back room or something if he got out of hand."
aaron has to fight the urge to crack up because there's a double meaning to everything Anthony's saying. . . . as he well knows . . . .
"Well as long as you're there he's pretty safe. Anyway, maybe you saw my brother there? His name is larry."
Anthony almost chokes on his sausage! "larry? Oh yes, I saw him. Looked like he was having a very good time. Obviously has a lot to learn since it was only his first time, but from what I could see, he was taking it all in." And now aaron almost chokes on a piece of pancake. Anthony had told him what had happened while he was locked up in that cell.
"Well do me a favor if you'd be so kind and maybe, kinda, take him under your wing or something?"
"Either I will or I'll made sure someone else will. Tell him to ask around for who I am. I go by Anthony Kent. Maybe also tell him not to go home with anyone without checking with me to make sure he'll be safe. Most of the younger guys tend to just stay there. It's a lot safer. So as long as he's going there you have nothing to worry about. If he stops going there, then you should start worrying, Rosalie. I'm not kidding. He's better off there than going to bars or mixed clubs."
Of course, Anthony has no idea what larry's sister knows about his proclivities and he's certainly not going to rat the kid out. Nonetheless it will be good for the kid to know someone he can trust. He'd do that for anybody.
Rosalie goes to tend to other customers. aaron eats quietly.
"something on your mind, aaron? you look like you're mulling something over."
"Damn, you know me too damn well. I can never hide anything from you."
"That's true and don't you forget it, aaron. So what's up? Talk, boy."
"I was just thinking that it feels better being your boi than being your nephew. Does that make any sense, Uncle Anthony?
"Well then stop calling me Uncle. And it makes a little bit of sense. Flesh it out for me, boy. Why is it better?
"Because it's honest. It's what I am now and what I want to be. When I was just your nephew, I always had this big secret, that all I wanted was to be your boi, to be what you're training me to be now."
"I see. I have to say that it's quite unusual for someone your age to know what you are meant to be. But then again, you always were advanced for your age."
"all thanks to you, Unc—Sir."
"I can see that as well. And maybe I'm wrong, but I suspect that when I told you I was going to treat you the way I used to treat my nephew, that felt like some sort of . . . . demotion?"
`Yes, I guess, but not the kind of demotion I want or enjoy. Damn. I am your slave, Master. Please. Believe me. Please don't try to have me be something else. It's too confusing. It's messing with my head. Damn, if could, I'd fall to the ground right now and lick your boots in front of all the people in this diner."
"Enough, said, boi. I must say that I'm pleased. I wasn't sure you could handle what you handled last night. I'm glad I took a chance and pushed the envelope."
"Take the whole envelope, Master, please. All yours. didn't I prove it to you last night, or do you need to do what aleff's Master did to him last night? If so, just go for it."
Anthony makes a slight move and drops his teaspoon on the floor. It clatters. aaron looks at it. "Get down and pick that up, boy. While you're down there, kiss my boot a little. Then get back up."
When the slave kisses its Master's boot, it puts its hand around the back of the boot, wanting to remain down there.
"Up boy, now!"
aaron gets back into his seat. "Thank you, Master." Just as he's saying that, Rosalie comes by. She obviously hears what he said but plays it cool. "I heard something drop over here. You guys need anything?" "Thanks Rosalie. The boi took care of it. We're fine."
"Well, okay . . . . she gives Anthony a look like "what the hell?" . . .
"I'll explain another time," he mouths to her. She shrugs her shoulders and walks away.
"Hmmm... larry...it's a small world, aaron. Never know who's related to the guy who's fucking your face."
"I think it's funny."
"do you? And why is that?"
"Because her young brother was the talk of the whole place last night. Sir, did you know the Dom who spanked him when aleff was getting hit?" "Vincent. Yes, I know him. Quite talented but very dark. Sure hope that twink didn't end up going home with him."
"Uh-oh."
"but I shouldn't get involved. After all, compared to what some of the guys have seen me do there, I'm treating you like an infant. But everything must be consensual. As a rule, I never play hard away from there or places like that. That way I always knew the sub had a chance to walk away easily."
"You never had a sub in your dungeon, Sir?"
"Oh sure I did, but it was always with other Doms and subs around. I know some twinks get the idea that everything is safe everywhere, but they should know better, especially if they've watched porn and seen all that crap going on. I keep trying to tell the owners they should issue a pamphlet with good sound advice for newbies and first-timers."
"Wow! What a wonderful idea. I wish I could have seen something like that when I first started going. would have saved me a bunch of trouble. Master, maybe you should write one."
"I have a better idea. Maybe YOU should write one. Come up with a draft and then I'll look it over. We'll make it a service project for the both of us. Just wait until I call Hank to make sure he'll be open to the idea."
"yes, Master." Damn! Again, Rosalie comes over to drop the check just as he says that. Her eyes pop open wide and she blurts out, "Masterrrr????? Anthony, you really got the kid into that? I don't . . .
aaron cuts her off. "No, Ma'am. It's the other way around. I got him into it. It took a lot of begging, but finally he agreed."
"And you're okay, aaron? don't say yes if you don't mean it."
"yes, I'm more than okay. And yes, yes, yes. I mean it. it's what I want."
"Damn, I sure as hope pray my brother is able to find what he wants as well. Promise me you'll look out for him, Anthony. Please?"
"You have nothing to worry about. I will also contact several others who will also keep an eye on the boy. Rosalie, those of us who are into the Scene are very protective. We don't want anything bad to happen to someone who goes to our places. We'd be shut down right away if it did. We want to survive, just like everybody else."
"that makes a hell of a lot of sense. Thanks so much. You've really helped put my mind at ease."
As they drive away from the diner, Anthony shakes his head. "Amazing, isn't it. First night in the club the twink becomes a public urinal. What next?"
"Master, do you know that Vincent person well enough to call him?"
"Not really. But I'm sure I can find someone who does. don't worry. I'll work on it. Enough about that now. Let's go see how Patrick's slaveboy is doing after last night's adventure.
THAT'S THE END OF THIS CHAPTER.
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